Wednesday, April 29, 2009

The Infamous Pants.

As you well know, my favorite pants ripped at the crotch area this past weekend. I used a safety pin, but it kept popping off, and kinda a dangerous place to have a "popping off" safety pin (don't you think?) . I know, I know, "joey, just go buy a new pair". Well, he just can't let go that easily. I loved these pants. So here is what he (meaning i) did,

1) went to my car and got them out of the passenger seat. wrinkled.
2) walked around the Bronx looking for a Dry Cleaners place.
3) find a Dry Cleaners place and urge them to please fix my pants again.
4) the Korean owner finally understands that I DON'T CARE THAT THEY WILL NEVER LOOK PERFECT AGAIN, AND A PATCH IS FINE.
5) I get a receipt and pick them up on Friday.